“Do you think you can escape Oscar’s clutches?”

Amelia was bereft of speech.

“Even you don’t think you can escape his clutches. What makes you think he will let you leave?”

Closing her eyes, Amelia said, “Tiff, I’ve found a job.”

Tiffany was flustered. “Amelia, are you kidding me? We’re talking about the baby. Why are you talking to me about work? Don’t you have enough money to spend? I can give you if you don’t. Why must you look for a job when you’re pregnant? You’re driving me crazy!”

Amelia patted her on the back of her hand and reassured her, “Tiff, don’t worry. When I signed the agreement with Oscar, he agreed not to interfere when I wanna work. In other words, if the company I work for sends me to another province or abroad for a few months, he can’t say no.”

Tiffany looked at her in surprise and asked, “Really?” But after giving it some thought, she still felt apprehensive. “Amelia, what if Oscar wants to see you on a whim and goes to visit you? It’ll blow your cover, won’t it?”

Apparently, Amelia had not thought about that.

Tiffany got even more frustrated. “Argh, Amelia, I thought you were a smart girl! How can you be so foolish and let Oscar call the shots in your marriage? What are you thinking?!”

Amelia remained silent.

Gritting her teeth, Tiffany took a few deep breaths before inferring, “Babe, you were born to tick me off.”

However, Amelia patted the bed calmly as she finally said, “Don’t be mad. I heard that Cassie is coming back, so I think Oscar won’t have time to visit me. In fact, I think we’re gonna divorce soon.”

Tiffany simply listened to her in silence initially, but something popped into her mind and she abruptly sat up. “Amelia, I don’t think you should divorce. You’re the legit Mrs. Clinton, so you don’t have to make room for a vixen just because she comes back.”

“Tiff, what’s wrong with you? You’ve only just recovered. Don’t get so jumpy,” said Amelia while tugging at her pajamas.

Tiffany lay back down and turned to look at Amelia.

“Babe, tell me honestly, are you really willing to give up the fruits of your labor?”

“What? As I said, I don’t have the right to decide anything in my marriage with Oscar. Anyway, it’s getting late. It’s my first day at work tomorrow.”

“Babe, you’re kidding, aren’t you? You’re gonna work tomorrow? Also, when did you find the job? Why didn’t I know at all?”

“The CEO of the company and I went to university together. I said I needed a job, so he gave me an untaxing job.”

“Who’s it?” In the next second, Tiffany widened her eyes and said anxiously, “Amelia, don’t tell me it’s Carter Scott. If it’s that b******, I’m gonna strangle you.”

years, and yet

into a contract marriage with Oscar.

her

He just didn’t help us

“It seems that you’ve really gone

smile, “It’s all water under the bridge now, Tiff. Besides, it was our fault at the time, so we can’t blame others. Carter got caught up in

heaved a sigh and explained in a softer tone, “I do know that he’s not to blame, but at that time we were desperate and had several millions worth of debt around our necks. If it weren’t for that, you wouldn’t have gone to Oscar and been labeled a gold digger, while I wouldn’t have developed a fear

still be so mad. Carter’s really

biggest victim, don’t even blame him? But I’m curious. You and

I’ve been all these years, and I told him

sold yourself

a job as compensation for what happened back

be so barefaced and ask him for a job, Amelia? Are you trying to piss me

and no longer

did not refute

Anyway, I should stop here. I’ll go to the company with you tomorrow so that I can teach that b****** a lesson if he takes

“He’s not a scourge.”

b******’s more terrifying

was at a

regardless of how hard the latter tried to dissuade her. In the end, Amelia

busiest street in the city’s business district and entered a building with a signboard that read “Majesty Group.” Looking around, Tiffany asked, “Amelia, I

the 12th floor here as

“That b****** still has the capability even without

against Carter, you’ll find that he’s quite attractive. Back then, I was thinking of setting the two of

a dirty look but said nothing as the elevator door

slim secretary greeted them politely, “You must be Ms. Winters. Mr. Scott’s waiting for you in

the office.

Tiffany was staring at the man behind

now, Linda,”

Linda did as told.

out to shake hands with the

getting mad, Carter replied with a smile, “After so

Tiffany huffed in exasperation.

arm to shake hands with Carter and said, “Don’t mind her, Carter. As

flashed her a

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